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By Lyn Nita
Love for someone so deep, that every face and sound recalls their shadow; traces of their music playing, how they sat playing resounding from the inside of you. Everything you do is them and your belonging to them, maybe. And when that basketball they love with a passion is pounding on the...
Recently saw a man singing country in the pavement, asking for change. Inspiration came shortly after.
Aimed at 3-6 year olds this book adds a new dimension to the traditional concept of not stepping on the cracks of pavements and asks the questions why and what exciting things might happen if we do step on them? In this story there are animals and monsters living below all seemingly wanting to...
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By Said The Silence
The sight of an empty bench.
The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing
A small poem I came up with while spending my time far away from home. I couldn't get any sleep so I lighted a cigarette and looked out at the night in Florence (Italy).
ever wish you could go back to the times where falling on the pavement, was your worst kind of pain? yeah, i think we all do.
The light lives within you..